It’s amazing what we can organise in a hurry. 6:00 pm Thursday We decided last minute to head for Cornwall… by 8:00pm train was booked, dog sitter booked, car hire booked….and here we are, 12 hours later, running away from the tricky week that was.
A certain  Mr AW*****, was inadvertently passed my details by Receivers. So he decided he could email me at 6:00am every morning telling me, in his long (  A4pages of ) rambling emails, how terrible I am, how I should be helping him and his protegé but also that I’ve failed spectacularly in my duties … I’ve closed my gmail for now…passed his email dissertation to the ‘ authorities ‘ and come here to the bliss of Cornwall and little or no connectivity. Jerome sent message labelling the bully appropriately W*****. Even MBE ( Must Be Excellent) surgeon sent kindly message.  Awesome physio supportive as ever.
So here we are in Cornwall, Seeing EW. Yes, she’s very much still alive and determined to be so.  I’m staying for a few days of wild sea air. D home tomorrow.
It’s very quiet down here. As we were told yesterday….the time for ‘newly weds and nearly deads’ to visit. ! D and I trying to pretend we are…..?
Gripped by new infection, at least it didn’t hit til the week was nearly over,  I’m stuffing antibiotics and painkillers determined to keep on the newly-wed side of the equation! So I look a wreck, half asleep but MR A W***** you haven’t finished me off … I’ll fix you. He’s watching me on Googly data twitter linked in etc … hah … !